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(SIGHS)
All right! Cell phones right in here.
(CHUCKLES) For real.
Chance, give him a nice beer, okay.
(GRUNTING)
Request a Code 5. We do not wanna spook the suspects.
Smells good.
Yeah, great. Great.
I'll take the salvage yards. NICK: All of them.
or your mama will weep as she has
Yeah. Yeah.
I'm just saying.
Sign that for me, please.
Thanks.
Everybody take two steps forward.
Fuck!
Just a little bit. DONNIE: Yeah, yeah.
All he's trying to say is, it's wonderful to meet you,
Fucking Lobbin' Bob is angry!
Coming up on suspect, 6 o'clock.
MERRIMEN: Thirty out. Hustle!
NICK: Relax.
There you go.
Got to shut down. Pull them out of the count rooms.
I want everybody lined up on the counter. Let's go!
they're going to know about it before you get through the first level of security.
MAN: Nicholas O'Brien?
How you doing, Nick?
NICK: What the fuck are you guys doing, huh?
DEBBIE: We're going to go to Auntie's house
All right. All right, man. No need to get all agro.
Yeah, Sheriff's. They must be. Look at this clown right here.
TONY Z'. What'?
Better wear your vest.
Is that clear? You got it all?
You were running surveillance, and you let this shit go down?
Right. Take it to SID. Tent that fucker. Swab it. Detail it.
Get on with LAPD Central.
Where's the wire? Come on, man.
he was stationed at Twenty nine Palms the same time Merrimen was there.
Uh, his crimey...
No. They're casing the joint from the inside.
(MACHINE WHIRRING)
Yup.
All right, when did you meet him?
Where is he? Where the fuck is he, asshole?
GUS: Donnie was a Marine for a year and a half, then discharge.
It's bullshit. I can hear them already.
Did you see that new chick? Little fat-ass?
Stay down. Stay down.
Just trust me when I say it's solid.
What the fuck are you doing? What's going on?
Okay.
You look familiar.
You're going to answer, but don't use any names.
(LAUGHS)
What the hell is going on here today?
Stay away from us! Nice. Nice.
(SCOFFS)
All right, let's check him out.
(CHUCKLING)
Now he came to me. He know you.
BORRACHO: That's nice.
you will not be hurt. We are here for money, not for you.
(SEAT BELT CLICKS)
Get out!
We just shoot you. It's less paperwork.
Soon, sweetheart. I'm gonna see you soon.
You watching?
Here. Do those.
You must've heard some stories in this place.
Go on. Get out of here. Thank you.
Was I being rude? Was I being rude?
some nice women around him,
God Dammit
MURPH: Fuck! GUS: Is he serious?
How are you?
You're protecting me on this.
Makes things a lot easier.
Listen. Listen.
Yeah, fuck you!
It's the bank for banks.
Go ahead and pick up the phone.
He's done.
Pico Rivera.
DONNIE: Real smart dude.
Fuck.
Like 10,000 of them?
Kampai.
Is that a work text?
(CELL PHONE VIBRATING)
Hmm.
Ziggy's going to kill me. Shit, not going to finish.
I don't know what crew you're speaking about, man.
Crushed you guys when I was there. Crushed you guys when you were there.
All right, thank you. Open the gate. Have a good one.
Let me talk to you, bruh.
Tony Z, you ready?
Y'all have a good day. I'm gonna stay out of it.
a fucking polygraph, whatever y'all got.
3170. We're being held up.
We know exactly who you are.
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
Have a good night.
Hurry UP!
Well, they just blew the vault.
Come on, man, I signed my name with a dude from the last shift, man.
Friday. Make sure he knows it's on.
Call me.